I tried to daydream, but my mind kept wandering

[ClingingToHope]

Weird night last night.

Met friends for drinks at 10 p.m. (instead of going to a movie night with a coworker - Crazy Stupid Love just didn't appeal to me at this point in life.)

These friends I met through another friend. They are both divorced and two weeks ago they started dating.

I was interested in the lady, but hey that's how life goes. There will be others. It was fun. The lady runs the symphony in town and we started talking about me doing side PR work for her. Every little bit helps.

We were having a great time. I even told them how a chapter I'd read in Microtrends by Mark Penn made me realize it's just a matter of time until I find someone else.

I'll condense it. Boys outnumber girls 51-49 at birth. Bad for men later on. But teenage and 20 year old boys tend to do stupid things -- fatal car accidents, prison, drug overdoses. So available women outnumber men by the age of 30. Good for my dating odds. Finally, many, many more men adopt the gay life than women. Women dabble, but few choose it as a lifestyle.

Grand result. At my age, women outnumber men 53 percent to 47 percent. Those are good odds. I just have to be patient.

OK. Back to story. The original friend -- kind of the spoke in this particular relationship wheel -- comes out. She is mad at her two friends because they are dating. Why? She won't say. It's probably a control thing. She has issues.

I smooth things over then get ready to go. I have a softball tournament today and need some sleep.

But my friend, who already is in a bad mood, brings up an old high school classmate of mine that I never particularly liked. I hadn't thought about this person for 20 years. All of a sudden she is friends with this person AND her ex-husband. It's a strange dynamic.

I don't really want to see either of those people, and I'm not exactly sure how the conversation got heated, but it did and I just left before saying something I regretted.

It was a downer end to what had been a really fun night.

It's a reminder I have to keep working on expanding my weekend options because this is the second time I've allowed this person to push my buttons to the point I just had to get out of there.